If you don't have an ulcer in your mouth, please take 3 seconds off now to be thankful. I've been surviving with one on my tongue since yesterday. Talking has been difficult and eating is my worst nightmare. This ulcer seems more deadly than others in my mouth's historical record. It's during times like these that I'm reminded of the important function of my mouth, especially my tongue. Given an option, I'd rather be put on a drip or just starve rather than go through the pain of eating. Sign language would be a bonus.

This week is the dreaded common test week. Actually, compared to prelims coming up in 21 days and O levels in 74 days, these tests are meant for peanuts. So far, SS drained my hopes as usual, but E Math was great. I wish I could just do Math and Science (not bio) every day. It'd also be nice if everyone could talk in numbers and equations without having to be bothered about words and sentences.

On an unrelated note, a blue-black mysteriously appeared on my arm. I don't remember banging my arm anywhere. I discovered it while in the zoo on Monday, but it has only gotten worse. Maybe I was in such a good mood that I forgave (and forgot) whatever banged my arm.

While in my bathroom this afternoon, I suddenly heard someone practicing singing upstairs. She was doing scales and vocal warm ups. I'm quite surprised that there are still people who appreciate classical singing, especially in Singapore. If this singing persists, I may find myself dedicating more of my afternoons to residing in my toilet.